[Nas]Uh..Pacino life, G a roll, casino diceat the Mirage, Vegas strip, neon lightsGamblers, puffin cigars, couples and starsFlashin cameras, dealers, shufflin cardsSpent the weekend, already miss New York and it's oddcause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who robI never hang out, when we do we bust the four-fivecause shells comin back at us while we jump in the rideFlyin, duckin, our bitches in the club cluckinTellin my wife who I was dancin with like I was fuckinFlew back, Monday evening from the bottom where the sun was beaminto the concrete jungle of cementLimousine's from LaGuardia airport, sleepinTold my dogs peace, kept in movin, I was beat whengot to my crib, where the hell my keys went?Ringin the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sureDropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the doorSlow music, H-Town, no that's down lowMy baby's, drop Mercedes is parked, I creep around yoto the back, she must be inside and can't hearProbably upstairs, in the mirror, doin her hairI walked in through the back door entranceShocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incensechased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnessesand lipstick marks on like three empty CoronasA pair of blue jeans on the carpet; size 12 TimberlandsSomethin swingin on the ceilin fan, I stopped itSwingin slower and slower..On the last swing I saw it was a G-string and heard laughinThought about my nine-side Glock but somethin made me disregard itStarted my way up to where the noise and music was atFroze, I couldn't reactBedroom door opened a crack, seen wifey layin with some niggamumblin shit, he had one hand on her assand she was rubbin his dick, toastin wine glassesCherry scented candles was lit, couldn't handle the shitSearchin for words I found none, without a soundI left the house with a sick smile and took my gunNow I'm out buggin, whylin, what I'm gon do?Call my man Horse, meet me outside, I'm comin through

[Nas]Got up with Horse, showed a look on my face was mad lostI ain't know whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off"Son you home early -- they wiped you out that quick?"I said, "Nah," showed him the plastic with nine in the clipHopped in the whip, popped in the disc, pressed playTo the Grand Central, from the Van Wyck ExpresswayI said, "Bet you'll never guess in a million yearswhat I just saw happenin -- and probably still isSnuck in my crib - some nigga fuckin my wizI saw dem, they ain't see me, I ducked and I slidI'ma grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me"Just when I thought I found love, she shitted on meShopped in Vegas, a present, for our engagement20 G's on a ring I would have hit her today withMy surprise couldn't match the one she had for meWe pulled up, he was walkin out the house backwardlyParked in the back of my house, they couldn't see usRan to the side of my house, cocked the heaterWalked to the front when I talked he had junkBitch tried to slam the door shut, got caught in Horse footShot the Spanish kid in the rib, drug him inGrabbed her face, say goodbye to your undercover friendOne between the eye, she's died, by mistakeMust've held the gat too tight, pointed at her faceHeard somebody knock -- Horse helped me hide the bodiesHeard si-rens, I guess we goin out we out like kamikazesWe surrounded, red lights flashin, who's inside?Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin suicideHorse asked me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one loveCocked the strap, then he ran out the backMad shots couldn't tell what was goin onSat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my armsPulled her ring out my pocket I was savinPut it on her ring finger cocked the glock, and started prayinto Muhammad and Allah, the most beneficialthrough you, all things are possible, I know you're listeninI never meant for this to happen, I never dreamedthis'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder sceneOn that note, same time, the cops busted inKissed my lady, her blood on my lips, I said "Amen"Put the nine to my head, pulled the hammer, held her closeSqueeze the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we elope"